Boy Toy and I have been so busy lately, there simply hasn’t been any time for play. And maybe I’m wrong, but I have this notion that for him to be a happy Boy Toy, there has to be a minimum of it. I have noticed regular play has a positive effect on our relationship, it brings us closer together, creates this sense of intimacy, like we’re two naughty co-conspirators. Besides, I just enjoy playing with him. I love seeing how what I’m doing affects him.

As I said earlier this week, it was time we play. I had been craving it for a while. Read the rest of this entry »

Once upon a time, this little girl thought she would never do any sex that got into this nasty little hole, the anus. Ok, I admit that I tried anal sex with an ex of mine, before meeting Boy Toy. But just this one guy, only a few times, and it wasn’t really my cup of tea. So I thought this was simply off-limits for me.

But then I met Boy Toy. He challenged every one of my preconceptions about sex. It was easy, I liked him a lot and he was so sexy. We started doing naughty things. Then naughtier things. Then we decided he would give me a monthly allowance to buy sex toys. If you’ve read me before, you may know that the first thing I bought, using this allowance, was the CB6000. I bought it online and had it delivered at Boy Toy’s place, as a surprise. Apparently, he was quite flustered when he opened that box…

But this isn’t what this post is about. This is about anal stuff. By the time I got to my second or third order, I had read something online, I just can’t remember exactly where or what, about how erotic using anal beads was, and how pulling them out at the time of orgasm intensified sensations. Obviously, I had to give it a shot. Read the rest of this entry »

I am thinking I need to play with my Boy Toy, this weekend. It’s been too long. Don’t get me wrong, we have sex all the time. Vanilla sex. And it’s great, it seems that even after over a year, we just love touching each other.

But I like to play, too, and it’s been too long. Besides, I think it never hurts to remind Boy Toy how hot it is to submit to me.

I’ve told him already I might reserve him for some play-time, Friday. I’m just not sure what I want to do, yet. Reading other sexy blogs this week, I came accross a bondage-position that tickled my fancy. If I don’t try it this weekend, I’ll surely keep it in mind.

I was also thinking maybe kitchen fun. Either we try the countertop. Or maybe he could just be my kitchen-bitch. Hmmm…

Still undecided. But I’m open to suggestions. And if any kinky fun is had, I’ll be sure to report it.

Oh, almost forgot… Happy HNT! This is not from the series of pictures I’ve been using lately. This was taken sometime during the year, especially for Boy Toy. I’m sure he won’t mind my sharing it with you.

Ladies, if you’ve ever wondered why in the world a girl would want to lock her boys’ private parts, well wonder no more. A locked boy will pretty much do whatever you want him to. After all, it’s the key to his manhood you’re holding, there. Read the rest of this entry »

One of the many things Boy Toy introduced me to, since we started dating, is sex toys. That’s right, I had never played with any before, not even a dildo or vibrator! And sometimes, it’s necessary for me to carry some of these toys from my place to his, and vice versa. Let’s say I want to surprise him and handcuff him as soon as I walk in, well I need to have the handcuffs with me, right?

So one day, here I was commuting back home with handcuffs and a vibrator in my backpack. Then the thought struck me: what if something happened and I got “discovered”? An accident. Or someone searching my pack, for whatever reason. Or I drop it and the contents spill all over the floor, in plain view. How dreadful! But what an exciting thought! Makes me feel like such a naughty girl, with my secret stash of sex toys innocently tucked away in my bag. And I started wondering, what about these other commuters. What have they got in THEIR bags? Am I the only one with a secret?

It can be a heady feeling, to have a naughty little secret like that. I don’t know why, but it feels empowering. It’s silly, really, that it should make me feel that way. Same as when I walk around in public thinking “HAH, I’m Kink Unleashed and they don’t know it!”

We were entertaining yesterday, having a few drinks with friends before going out dancing, and my friend M’s new girlfriend and I got to talking. I made an offhand remark about the time Boy Toy and I went to a fetish club (her and M go to such places, but it’s all new to her) and she seized the opportunity to ask me about my relationship. “M told me a little about you guys, she said, and I’m curious. Who’s dominant and who’s submissive? Who gives the pain?”

I was caught a little off guard by her question. “What do you think?” I asked her. She replied: “I think you’re the dominant one”. Read the rest of this entry »

If you were paying attention, you may have noticed that I once mentioned Boy Toy telling me three of his turn ons. I then added that I’d done two of them since, and I proceeded to tell you about one. There, I think you’re catching on… You’re about to learn what the second one was.

Basically, Boy Toy’s second turn on was that I show up at his place, dressed up as a police officer or some sort of authority figure, and I handcuff him before he can react. While he’s helpless, I take advantage of him, just like any sexy authority figure would. So. I had my work cut out for me. Because of course, having never before engaged in any kind of role-playing, I wanted to give this a try. Read the rest of this entry »

It’s that time of the week again. Now, Osbasso has deemed this week “Olympic HNT”. But seeing as I don’t follow the Olympics, I figured it’s ok if I ignore the rules. Somewhat. 

Besides, if you read one of my last posts, you’ll know I was in no mood to come up with something sporty.

However, to make up for it, I decided Boy Toy and I would do this week’s HNT as a team. It probably counts as Olympics spirit. Also, exposing my Boy Toy should be considered a Olympic sport.

Boy Toy thinks I’m very good at finding all kinds of fun ways to make him… blush. But the truth is, I’m an opportunist. I guess you could say I’m very good at seeing opportunities when they arise and taking advantage of them. I don’t think I’m a very imaginative person. In fact, it’s an issue for me. I feel that if we are to engage in kinky activities, I must come up with some original idea, and more often than not, I draw a blank. I feel kind of pressured by this… There’ve been a few ideas of mine that I’m particularly proud of (like when I had him come up with a list of punishments in case he misbehaves), but they are rare.

I am lucky, however, that Boy Toy is very imaginative and always provides me with tons of inspiration, whether with his dreams or our conversations. He just can’t seem to keep it to himself. Either his submissive nature is just too strong, or he knows what he’s doing… and wants me to pick up on his “hints”. Read the rest of this entry »

I hate PMS. Once a month, for a week, sometimes even two, hormones rage through my body, emotions run high. Awareness, knowing it’s that time of the month, makes no difference. I do my best, I try not to say the things the little voice inside my head, the voice of reason, tells me I shouldn’t say. But most often, hormones win.

This is the time I feel most insecure. Most days I’m fine with my body, my looks. But come this time of the month, everything about me is reason for feeling depressed. I feel inadequate, ugly, stupid, annoying, unwanted. Read the rest of this entry »